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letra de ezri sway in the morning freestyle - sway in the morning

my man sway said he gon’ put me to the test
one beat later, you could put me with the best
to be honest, i’m skipping cl-sses to be on this
but teachers think i’m gorgeous so i’m p-ssing all my courses
and they don’t really trip, they know i got a greater purpose
you just trying to ride a wave until you blow, you like a porpoise
boy, my people’s p-ss-poor, i never had a pot to p-ss in
so i subst-tuted the porcelain for my compet-tion
subst-tuted my dormitory for a laboratory
this a haunted reformatory, my life’s a horror story
ain’t no one been this raw before me, no way they after me
when i used to rap at lunch, everybody would laugh at me
now they hit my phone like “bro, you k!lled that ‘no flex zone’!”
and when i finally get on, it’s gon’ feel crazy to flex on ’em
i was writing scriptures, all that time i spent in detention
the industry looking like a hair extension convention
your track’s fake, better get your facts straight
you gon’ get this work, i don’t care if i get to cl-ss late, sucker
check out my man sway gritting his t–th
hey, i guess that’s just what happens when you listen to me
spitting the heat, got the keys to the city of cleve
the city of thieves, where n-ggas never pity the weak
ain’t it ironic? like nicolas cage, i’m on fire
so i would never need a ghostwriter
my flow hotter, i should be residing in florida
and you ain’t putting out no fire, you an old lighter
i swear, to deny me is to deny a god
i thought i made that clear when i hopped on that “fire squad”
i’m odd, i’m from the streets where they letting them gats loose
and the only tears you see is from n-ggas with tattoos
on their face, only thing you could do is say grace
and the only thing my mom could do is tell her son to stay safe
i know, mom, you the reason i’m the gold in the coal mine
i know i’m gon’ shine, motherf-ck a cosign
you see, ain’t no way around this no more, it never was that
a lot of rappers claim they the greatest, i never does that
i just sit back and let the gums flap, i never fuss back
i know i was the chosen one since i was in the n-ts-ck
sperm cell with the heart of a sperm whale
ready to tackle the world, never heard of the term “fail”
i learn well, i knew they tried to stop the explosion
but god had a better plan, i busted right through that trojan, blow!
out came the messiah, darker than you’d think he’d be
threw him in the hood where the youngins think they in gbe
he grew up hungry, trying to go from ebt to bet
momma just want my ged, i’m trying to sign to tde
i’m trying to see me on the tv screen, they said it’s farfetched
unless you like gin0bli height, then that’ll be a long stretch
like how you trying to ball? boy, you ain’t even gotten tall yet
but i’m like metta on v–gr-, i’m the hardest artest
ain’t no world peace cause don’t n0body want to do right
them sh-lls flying, got the projects looking like a food fight
a coupe of troopers playing stupid, they gon’ shoot
leave you stinkin’, they gon’ have to move you with a p–per scooper
you and all your dogs scary? y’all some scooby doos
i’m like scr-ppy doo, my flow is deep, i’m like a super scuba diver
we are not the same, there’s a big difference between you and i, bruh
you are not a writer, you more like an uber driver
i’ve never had a prior job, n0body can hire god
i dropped your thot, they thought i couldn’t rap, i find it kinda odd
i got the drive, and plus my brakes is broken, ain’t no tryna stop
and boy, my “fire squad” is twice as hard as your entire mob
and i apologize, it’s kinda hard to compete
i’m too elite, mixed with a scholar and a god of the streets
my momma proud of me, i’m running toward my college degree
rather than running from police who like the sound of the heat, blow!
with the speed of a bullet as soon as you blast it
i was moving onto campus working towards my bachelor’s
and i’m in school for fashion, but that ain’t even my p-ssion
so when i be skipping cl-sses, it’s cause i be writing cl-ssics
man, i never thought i’d miss the hood so much
i’ve grown up, i had to go even though i ain’t even want up
you know what? i’m trying to blow up
so when i walk the stage, i pray it’s for a grammy before a diploma
it’s ezzy

- sway in the morning

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